Transformed into a Princess of the Late Ming Dynasty: Invincible

Chapter 73: The Eye of Heaven - The End of Ming Dynasty (3)

After saying this, the Eye of Heaven above his head gradually dissipated, and the pressure that enveloped everyone also gradually disappeared. Then he looked at the palace guards beside him, and a golden token emerged. Then he pointed to the fragments in the middle of the Taihe Gate and said:

"Go and bring a group of people to arrest everyone in his family and have them torn to pieces!"

Then, Zhu Mianzhu pointed at the guard, and a golden light sank into the guard's forehead, pointing out the location of all the people in his family, including various jewels, grains, and land deeds buried in the walls and the ground.

The guard who was kneeling on one knee said immediately after receiving this stream of light:

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Watching the guards quickly running out of the palace to mobilize troops, Zhu Mianzhu turned and looked at the civil and military officials:

"On the last day, all the money and property you have embezzled over the years must be turned over. All the things you committed during your time as the Emperor Emeritus will be forgiven."

Zhu Mianzhu was about to say something else when she heard hurried footsteps outside the Meridian Gate:

"Military report from the front line, urgent, eight hundred miles away!"

"Military report from the front line, urgent, eight hundred miles away!"

A soldier dressed as a personal guard was running quickly from outside the Meridian Gate, shouting military reports loudly along the way, hoping that no one would stop him and that reinforcements could be brought in.

The personal soldier was at a loss for a moment when he saw the civil and military officials kneeling on the ground in front of him. After all, this was the first time he had seen such a quiet scene.

When Zhu Mianzhu saw him stop, she frowned, and then a voice sounded in his ears:

"Those who bring the military report, come to the front of the stage quickly."

After hearing the order, the personal soldier immediately thought of his fellow townsmen who were fighting bloody battles at Ningwu Pass. Ningwu Pass was more than 800 miles away from the capital. Since he received the letter from General Zhou, he had been riding his horse at full speed for several days. He wondered how many comrades and fellow townsmen were left at Ningwu Pass.

Then he quickly ran to the front of Taihe Gate. Looking at the pool of red pork in the middle with some cloth still inside, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. What a waste! The soldiers on the front line hadn't tasted meat for a long time. Then he knelt on the ground.

"Hundreds of thousands of bandits are approaching Ningwu Pass. Food, fodder, gunpowder and weapons are in short supply. Your Majesty, please send reinforcements to support Ningwu Pass as soon as possible."

The civil and military officials who should have been shocked and angry on normal days now looked indifferent, as if they did not care about these hundreds of thousands of troops.

Seeing that everything was still quiet, the soldier couldn't help but feel anxious and cursed in his heart:

"These corrupt officials, not only do they embezzle military pay on a daily basis, but the enemy is at our doorstep, and the soldiers at the front are fighting bloody battles, and yet these noble families act so indifferent. They truly deserve to be killed! Damn it!"

The personal soldier clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh. He wished he could stand up immediately and throw all the ministers to the front line.

In front of the Taihe Gate, Zhu Mianzhu heard what the soldier said, looked down at the dusty soldier, and said:

"Sergeant, come forward, come to the Taihe Gate."

The soldiers kneeling on the ground below were startled when they heard a female voice coming from above. How could there be a woman on the stage? Then they raised their heads and saw a person wearing a dragon robe and with a thin figure who looked like a woman. They hesitated for a moment. Could it be that the Ming Dynasty was really hopeless?

Seeing the soldier below him looking hesitant, Zhu Mianzhu sighed inwardly. It seemed that Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism had a great influence on the thinking of the ancients. Any soldier would be extremely resistant. If she did not possess extraordinary powers, it would never be her turn to be the emperor.

Looking at the soldiers in front of her who looked up with a confused look on their faces, Zhu Mianchu's mind moved, and a golden lightning bolt struck out from the void. A space crack several meters wide and more than ten meters long appeared in front of Taihe Gate. Because this space crack was different from the space channel that was forcibly torn open by the power of the devil, this space crack was a space door directly opened by the power of heaven, which could display the scene on the other side of the door in real time.

Far away on the Ningwu Pass city wall, Zhou Yuji, then the general of Shanxi, was now slashing down the peasant soldiers who were trying to climb the wall. The kerosene and rolling logs had been used up as early as yesterday. Zhou Yuji had no choice but to lead his personal soldiers to climb the city wall and engage in close hand-to-hand combat with the bandits. Zhou Yuji, who had been fighting since last night, was already exhausted. Only a belief in his heart was left to support everything.

Ah!

As a scream came from the personal soldiers beside him, the exhausted Zhou Yuji shuddered for a moment, turned his head to look around, and his already red eyes widened again. He saw several bandits climbing up the city wall, holding long swords, and hacking his personal soldiers to death. In an instant, Zhou Yuji remembered the moment when his uncles in the village handed his son to him when he went to the battle, and thought of his mother's old face.

A surge of strength surged in Zhou Yuji's body again. After several more wounds on his body, he killed all the bandits. Then he leaned against the city wall, breathing heavily, and looked at the bandits who kept pouring up from the city wall. Zhou Yuji looked at the steel knife in his hand that had been slightly bent, and he couldn't help feeling despair in his heart. There was no reinforcement, no food, only an endless stream of enemies.

Boom~boom~

Listening to the bandits' cannons bombarding the city wall continuously, Zhou Yuji, who was leaning on the wall, felt the vibrations coming from the wall. Even though Ningwu Pass had strengthened its defenses in advance, it was only a matter of time before it collapsed under the continuous bombardment of the cannons.

Has the Ming Dynasty really reached the point of national destruction?

In front of the Taihe Gate, even the civil and military officials who had been trembling with fear for a long time were instantly frightened and broke out in cold sweats when they saw this scene. The food and silver approved by the Supreme Emperor were all embezzled by anyone who touched them, and everyone ate them with their mouths full of grease. The soldiers on the front line were able to get only 20% or 30% of the money, which was already the result of their limited greed. If it were not for the war and the need for these soldiers to fight for their lives, they would not get a penny at all.

Zhu Mianzhu looked at the Ningwu Pass, which had already turned crimson, and the soldiers on the city wall who looked exhausted. She turned her head and glanced coldly at some officials who had eaten too much and were fat, then stretched out her hand and grabbed the kneeling soldier below and brought him in front of her.

Meanwhile, the soldiers kneeling on the ground below the stage were stunned as they watched the Ningwu Pass battlefield unfold in real time. Such tactics had only appeared in the stories they had heard as children, but now, they were appearing right before their eyes. With a powerful force, their bodies flew onto the stage involuntarily, and they heard the woman in front of them say:

"We will go to Ningwu Pass now. You will appoint the Shanxi General to me."

Without waiting for the soldiers in front of her to speak, Zhu Mianzhu took a step forward and brought the soldiers behind her to Ningwu Pass, which was filled with shouts and cries of killing.